ext_100473 ([identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2008-05-15 10:51 am

Pixie Dust, all day

Isabel had a stack of magazines, a giant mocha, and a muffin. Life was good.

Pixie Dust was open.

[ooc: Living on the wild side, no OCD today.]

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2008-05-15 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Andrew walked in and made a beeline for the shorts.

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2008-05-15 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry, things have been real busy," he said with mock cheerfulness. He turned around to face Isabel, forced smile in place, but his eyes were red and puffy and the corners of his lips were quivering. It was a facade that was about to very rapidly come undone.

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2008-05-15 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Andrew's arms flopped down at his sides and he looked towards the ceiling, tapping his foot in an attempt to keep it together. "Um, I, um..." His voice was higher than usual, and he kept sniffling. "I think maybe..." He didn't know what to say, how to word it. Was it a breakup? A break? A huge mistake?
Edited 2008-05-15 18:14 (UTC)

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2008-05-15 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Andrew did indeed move in for the hug, doing his best not to simply collapse into his big sister. "We had a fight," he said. "I was g-gone and then I came back, but I-I had to leave, and..." It was about the best explanation he could give at the moment.

[SP is love.]

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2008-05-15 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Andrew shrugged. "...should have found him," he quietly, "but no, Andrew had to leave a note." He had obviously been berating himself for this for a while.

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2008-05-15 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well he's right," Andrew murmured. "I'm a bad boyfriend -- was a bad boyfriend." He wasn't sure what he was now, and he still couldn't logically interpret why things had unfolded the way they did.

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2008-05-15 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Andrew shook his head, wishing it could be that simple. "It's... we, ah, we..." He bit his lip and shook his head some more.

"It was a bad fight," he finally said softly. "Short, but... scary. And I don't know what I should do now."

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
He nodded slightly, not exactly in agreement, more to placate his big sis. They would talk again, sure, but Andrew had doubts that it would be calm.

"I've been sleeping on the floor next to John," he said. "Liir and I are assigned to the same cabin." A cabin in which Andrew had spent less than twenty minutes.

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
Andrew just shrugged. He could worry about that later. It wasn't like he was getting much sleep anyway, more so just lying there, feeling guilty and conflicted.

"I'll be fine," he said, hoping she would just drop it.

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
"I should probably get going," Andrew said, looking towards the door. "I need to, um, need to go read something for class."

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Andrew managed a small smile. "I think I'll take a rain check," he said.

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you," he said as he moved in for one last hug.

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
He hoped she was right. "Okay, off to, you know, read. Get my mind off things." He started for the door, knowing that he wouldn't be touching a book today.